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by Autumn Barnett

Created on: October 26, 2008

When Women Dance Again

When women dance again for real,
not hanging from too-thin
camisole strings, and pinched
with disappointment, coming of age
over and over again,
then we can trust the dark.

Our mother's hands will be there
and our father's heavy footfalls
over the threshold
won't send us blaming
all the gods in our lives.

We'll catch rubies from old women's mouths
cook our potions in plain sight
and stitch the world back together again.

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by Stanley Hendrix

I Remember

I remember a time that was about innocence
a time when you could go to the movies for thirty-five cents
I remember
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by Memee

A big glass mason jar dated 1898 sits atop my old buffet
a handy place to drop my loose change at the end every day.
Quarters,
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by Heather Burrows

My eyes are being opened, I can now see

Once was blinded, by your apparent beauty

For so long, I couldn't see past
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by Lora Kay Alexander

I was like a diamond,
In the bottom of the sea,
But I didn't sparkle,
Until you came to me.
Now, I feel so polished,
Your sunshine
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by Toni Doswell

CHANGE
Amid the uncertainties of earth, is change.
A moderator for the future.
A biographer of the past.
Real and inevitable.
Sometime s

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